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An unescapable prescipice

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In her romantic conjuring, the gently falling flakes of crystalline snow captivated with promises of a soft feathery hinterland that quickly turned barren concrete and brick into a make-believe world where untold possibilities awaited.

Structure and form softened as the darkly lit world united under a blanket of potential fun transformed everyday sounds into muted copies of themselves and a simple walk left angels and footprints behind hinting at fun and delight of the lighthearted spirit of those that went before.

A beautiful ethereal season brought to life in an instant played out in her mind as she witnessed the now dense flakes falling around her.  Death came to all sooner or later.  In her case, it came sooner than expected.  Her playful romp landed her on a precipice from which there was no escape.

 

 

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17 Comments

  1. neilmacdon says:

    I liked the detail of her noticing the marks in the snow of fun had by those who’d already been there

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  2. Margarita says:

    Well, THAT was an “Uh-oh” moment! Well done, Phyllis. Totally delicious and unexpected! 😉 xoM

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  3. lriquez says:

    I didn’t see that coming. Beautiful descriptive imagery too!

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    • Thank you very much appreciate your reading the piece and enjoying, that’s the bonus. (not to mention the comment always appreciate that so much) It struck me as a possibility since the picture could be interpreted as eerie, serene or a mix. Guess which way I went snicker snicker 🙂

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  4. gahlearner says:

    After all these lovely snow thoughts–the end comes harsh and unexpected.

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  5. LucciaGray says:

    Oh dear! Too much imagination can have dangerous consequences. A surprising and sad ending… Lovely imagery 🙂

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